Chapter 136: Junior sister, what does it mean to have a head down there?
The streets of the Eastern City were filled with dust and sand as if a sandstorm was passing through, leaving everyone destitute. The storm overturned many buildings, and the street floor tiles were uprooted. Only a few low houses survived.
Bang— A golden figure fell from the sky, slamming into the roof of a tiled house. The tiles flew as the figure bounced up and down before finally landing on the street, legs twisted and motionless.
Yun Xi lay on the ground, staring blankly at the sky. In her view, a bizarre and enormous snow lotus appeared, leaving her mind in a fog. She realized she should be seriously injured, yet she felt no pain. It seemed like she only had a head and a right hand left; the rest of her body was gone.
“Hiss-cough-cough cough cough-” She tried to sit up but found no strength. There was a taste of rust in her throat as if something was stuck, making it unbearable.
At that moment, the blood lotus in the sky began to contract again.
Roar— After a loud noise, the lotus sprayed countless red pollen into the sky. The top of Chilong Mansion was completely dyed blood-red. Seeing the red snow falling, Yun Xi realized she had to take cover.
Thanks to the demonic cultivator from earlier, her clothes were torn, and the bamboo hat was missing. Also, she couldn’t use thunder and fire control. She had witnessed the fate of those stained with the red snow.
“Tsk…” Yun Xi smacked her tongue, gritted her teeth, and tried to drag herself to the eaves of a building with her one functional hand. Just lifting her hand took all her strength.
She knew she probably couldn’t avoid turning into a disgusting monster under the influence of the blood spirit. Yun Xi felt unwilling and raised her right hand with her last strength.
Giving a thumbs up to the blood lotus in the sky, she turned her wrist and pointed her thumb down.
A sound of national quintessence rose, “Damn it, your uncle’s demonic cultivator!! My aunt will kill you all in the next life! Cough cough – cough -”
The red snowflakes floated towards her scarred face. Accepting her fate, Yun Xi lowered her raised right arm, hitting the street.
Sough— The sound of footsteps dragging the floor was heard. A torn paper fan slid into Yun Xi’s vision, covering the red snow and the vast snow lotus in the sky.
An umbrella blocked her view. Yun Xi rolled her eyes and looked at the person holding the umbrella. A young man in a bamboo hat, his face wrapped in bandages, revealing only deep dark purple eyes. There was dust on his night clothes, making him look slightly messy.
After silence, Yun Xi opened her mouth and deeply breathed, “Hey – you… cough cough -”
Before she finished speaking, she spurted out a mouthful of blood. Ye Anping looked down at her, shook his head, and, shifting his gaze downwards, observed her twisted feet and the translucent gold belly band under her skirt. He felt a little helpless.
Squatting down, holding the umbrella under his arm, he lifted Yun Xi, supporting her back and buttocks, and walked towards a partially intact two-story attic by the roadside. Although Yun Xi was somewhat reluctant, she had no choice. She could only glare fiercely at Ye Anping’s eyes to express her protest.
“…”
Pei Lianxue sat cross-legged in the attic on a wooden table, regulating her breath. She opened her eyes upon hearing the commotion and saw her senior brother bringing a girl into the room. Puffing up her cheeks momentarily, she immediately jumped off the table.
“I’ll take care of this.”
Pei Lianxue snatched Yun Xi from Ye Anping’s hand and placed her on the table where she had just been meditating. Ye Anping then walked to the table, grabbing hold of her crab leg.
Crack!
“Ah, ahhh—!!”
After a scream, Ye Anping skillfully set Yun Xi’s dislocated knee back in place. He then proceeded to adjust her left hand and left foot.
Yun Xi had bitten off a chunk of her big teeth, glaring at Ye Anping’s deep purple eyes one last time before rolling her eyes and fainting. Using his spiritual awareness, Ye Anping checked Yun Xi’s condition and gently closed her eyelids, satisfied that there were no significant issues.
He then walked to a corner, helping another Moon Shadow Sword Sect disciple he had brought in. Confirming the person’s stabilized condition, he stood up, adjusted his straw hat, and left the room with Pei Lianxue.
…
The street was now covered in denser red snow. Ye Anping, covering his straw hat, glanced at the sky and then pushed the hat forward a bit for Pei Lianxue. Together, they ran back to the square they had left earlier. The square was now completely transformed. The buildings within a few hundred feet of the square had vanished, leaving a clean and orderly circular open space.
In the center of the space lay Zuo Min’s headless cicada shell and a golden book page on the ground next to her.
“If we follow the game logic, Zuo Min’s self-destruction should mean the end of the battle. However, it feels too strange here,” Ye Anping thought.
He had a lingering suspicion that Zuo Min might not be dead yet. The vitality of a demon cultivator was resilient, much like a cockroach. He needed to take precautions.
“Junior sister, be cautious.”
Ye Anping took out his spiritual sword and led Pei Lianxue to the cicada shell. He picked up the golden book page and stored it, then slashed Zuo Min’s body twice and used a fire talisman to burn her cicada shell. Watching Zuo Min’s shell wither and turn into black ash, he breathed a sigh of relief. However, looking down, he noticed black spots resembling ashes on the ground.
“Ash? Or maybe…”
Ye Anping furrowed his brows, took out a fire talisman, motioned for Pei Lianxue to step back, and pasted the talisman on himself, igniting it with spiritual energy. In an instant, flames engulfed his entire body.
“Stay back, five, four, three, two…”
Ye Anping endured the burning pain, counting down quietly. As he reached “one,” a sudden scream pierced through his back.
“Ah—!!!”
Blood-red spiritual light soared into the sky as Zuo Min’s soul, unable to endure the flames, leaped from his body.
“You rascal!!!”
“Junior sister!”
Ye Anping shouted, quickly pulling out a water talisman and dousing himself with water to extinguish the fire. Seeing the escaping soul, Pei Lianxue swiftly assumed a sword stance, releasing ice-blue spiritual energy around her. The ground in the square was frosted, and sharp ice spikes chased Zuo Min’s soul into the sky. Eventually, they froze Zuo Min’s soul into an ice sculpture, causing it to fall and shatter on the ground.
Trapped in the ice, Zuo Min glared at Ye Anping. She had planned to seize the opportunity to possess the girl when they returned to pick up the golden pages. However, the girl was too far away when Ye Anping retrieved the pages. Helpless, she had the insect cling to Ye Anping’s clothes, preparing to make a move later. But who would have expected that this kid…
“Ah——!!!”
Zuo Min looked up to the sky and shouted, “Wu Yue!!! Yao Yuanhua!!! You two losers who fail to succeed and fail to succeed!! If it weren’t for you, how could I have fallen into the trap of two early-stage cultivators?!”
Ye Anping looked at her expressionlessly. Indeed, if Wu Yue and Yao Yuanhua didn’t die, they wouldn’t have to share the formation with those two. Relying solely on him and his junior sister, killing Zuo Min would have been a tough battle.
However…
“Senior Zuo, whose hands do you think they died in?”
“Whose hands did he die in…”
After hearing Ye Anping’s words, Zuo Min understood.
There is a traitor among the five of them!!
Zuo Min gritted her teeth and yelled at Ye Anping:
“Could it be…Yao Yuanhua!!! Did he tell you right?!! I knew that bastard with his head growing down there!!”
“…”
Ye Anping flattened his mouth and used the sword finger of his left hand to wipe the body of the spirit sword in his right hand with the fire talisman, and instantly, the sword body burst into flames.
“Wait!! Xuan Yin Jue!! I know!! Let me go, and I’ll tell you the location of the remaining scroll of Xuan Yin Jue!”
Ye Anping blinked his left eye at her and said with a smile, “Senior Yao told me.”
After that, he turned around and walked out of the square with his junior sister, leaving only Zuo Min wailing and screaming behind him. He originally wanted to take away Zuo Min’s storage bag, but after thinking about it, he let it go. Most of her valuable things were stored in the cave in Songyan Mountain.
Who knows what’s in the storage bag she is wearing now? There’s something weird.
Initially, in the game, the “Xuan Yin Jue Fragment 1” in Zuo Min’s hand required killing her to drop a secret message, which could be decrypted to find her hiding place in Songyan Mountain, but he knew it in advance. So there was no need to decrypt it.
He returned just to get the “Xuan Yin Jue Fragment Volume 5” he had thrown out as bait. After walking out of the square, Pei Lianxue looked back at Zuo Min, struggling and wailing, and asked weakly, “Husband, what does it mean to have a head on the bottom? How can a head grow on the bottom?”
Ye Anping stopped momentarily, opened his lips and teeth slightly, and turned around to look. When he saw the innocent look in his junior sister’s eyes, he felt like a lump in his throat.
“That is…”
“That is?”
At this time, a golden dragon rose into the sky toward the central city of Chilong Mansion, causing Ye Anping to turn around and look. He was silent and then replied, “It’s like… Feng Yudie.”
“Oh…”
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